█Name:: C-137/CREME █Faction:: The F.F. █Theme Song::Hey Kids!
XXXThe android flinched, assuming that Sabi would have crouched down to hit her. Instead, he had kindly wiped the yogurt that Creme had missed. She would have thanked him, but she wasn't even sure how to register kindness anymore. She looked at the armor in Sabi's hands, and picked it up to examine it. "She made this?" Without any hesitation, Creme would remove her shirt. Surgical scars neatly tracked across her chest and abdomen, as well as her collar bone. She also had a number imprinted on her side, 'C-137.' She struggled to get the undergarment on, but had finally managed to wiggle into it with enough determination and a lot of sucking in of her stomach. The outer armor was ironically, easier to put on. Once she had finished, she had tossed her discarded clothing into the garbage dispenser. "Training, is that what you mean?" She would begin to relax her stomach. Her body was, surprisingly, fitted into the armor very well, it didn't even feel like she was wearing clothing. She gave a grin at Sabi, cracking her knuckles, "For sure, you ate?"
XXXShe didn't remember falling asleep, and was surprised to have her head rested on her piles of papers and fabrics. Even though she had napped for five minutes, she felt more refreshed than before passing out. Where was she? Right. Working. This seemed all too familiar: sleepless nights, inadequate dietary habits, mood swings. At least it would all be in the name of science. Luckily, the mood swings had subsided, and she could work on her projects in peace. She clenched onto the bottle of ooze she had been working on, no doubt coddling it as she slept. As she sat up, she would bring the vial to her face, and twirl its contents. After sitting in silence, she would put the ooze in her pocket, and arise from her seat. She had work to do. For Lord Fridge. She took up her clipboard and pen, and began to write down her agenda.
1) Make swords for Hera specimens. 2) Enhance C-137 3) More clones- make more. Always make more. 4) Conquer the ooze.
She clicked her pen a few times as she slowly strolled to one of her work benches. Remaining guards would look on at the woman, who had grown eerily silent after waking up. Some were nervous, hoping to not be the next victims of her wrath. Others were curious, wondering why she had not said anything. She was always a "speak through actions" sort of woman, but this was chilling.
"Number one on agenda: construct steel-bladed battle knives for Hera specimens, begins now." Her tone was disturbingly monotonous, and her expression did not even twitch. Although her expression appeared apathetic, she would begin to work as if her life depended on it...
BEGIN TECHNIQUE Steel Bladed weapons to raise Yosi clones' Physical Offense by +10
Sabi's eyes looked to her reaction. His eyes blinked slowly while he sighed. It wasn't going to be easy to get her use to this treatment he has been given. Though after a bit he would watch her change as the men around would stop and look to the odd experiment throwing her clothing around to get into new gear as they would poke fun and whistle to her. Sabi would wince at the sound of whistling before checking her armor specs as he pat the side to see if it was comfortable. Though after a swift inspection he would look around at those who scanned the two's power seeing that his BP was merely 100. Though as they look around, many begin to mobilize, not to Sabi's concern. The scouters ending a message that many strong powers were sparking up across the planet, and the first through eighth divisions were going to investigate. As this was being done, Sabi walked through the house with a hand on his chest. "If we are going to spar. . .I would like to use. . .All of my energy." He'd say while his mouth frowned and he nodded. "And as for food. I am fine. Nothing is needed." His voice sombered while his muscles pulsed and the pressure from him came so suddenly that all the walls in the house cracked from him unrestrained his base power. The magnitude of energy sparked up just as the other's energy. His power would destroy the scouters of those too close as his body would stand in a space of immense pressure. ". . .That might have been too early." He'd say while blinking slowly, though he clenched his hand into a fist, seemingly making a cracking sound in the air as he turned around preparing himself for combat. "When you are ready."
XXX1. She would begin to sketch the blueprints for the blade. First, the blade would be light enough to not interfere with the clone's base speed, which is considerably fast. Next, it would have to be sharp enough to cut cleanly through most surfaces in one swipe. Lastly, it would be to be small enough to discreetly hide the blade. After running a few trial sketches and presenting to the other Fridge Force soldiers, she settled on her initial design. It was nothing spectacular. It's not meant to overshadow the clone's raw physical prowess, just supplement it.
2. Next, she would gather enough supplies to make a prototype design. Sketching a blueprint was an efficient first step, but only the physical copy could wield the greatest test results. With the help of some of the finest smithing equipment in the galaxy, she would begin to forge a fine blade. She had calmly asked if any soldier would like to test out her weapon, and she would, in return, give them a good word to Lord Fridge. Many of the soldiers raised their hands to offer their assistance. However, she would choose the thinnest and shortest soldier to wield the weapon, as his body type was most similar to the Hera clones. After a few test swings, the soldier could confirm that the blade was suited for final production.
3. She would begin to program her factory-quality automated forge installed in her laboratory to create replicas of the same blade. There will be enough for every single Hera clone, as well as extra blades should in case the originals were lost. However, given the dependability of the clones in comparison to actual people, that seemed unlikely. As the blades were being created and cooled for distribution, she would sit down in her swivel chair. She blankly stared as she blades would be dunked into the vat of hot magma-like substance, and dipped into a large vat of water. Once the blades were packaged, they would then be inserted into transportation chutes.
4. She would get up from her chair, and walk to her main computer, which is connected to the automatic forge. First, she would search the coordinates of every Hera clone scattered throughout the earth. Then, she would type in said coordinates and press the big red button. The packaged blades would all be shot into the air, and directed towards their respective coordinates. It would only be a matter of time before the Hera clones received their supplemental enhancements.
TECHNIQUE COMPLETED
ALL YOSI CLONES RECEIVE +10 TO THEIR PHYSICAL OFFENSE
█Name:: C-137/CREME █Faction:: The F.F. █Theme Song::Hey Kids!
XXXCreme was no stranger to the soldiers' mockery, and has lost her self worth as a result. She was not worthy of privacy or courtesy, as far as she was concerned. None of that mattered after Creme had felt Sabi's overwhelming power. It was enough to make her ki sensory nearly burst, which kind of hurt. She was excited, possibly too much for an enslaved warrior. It was the same excitement that had peaked her power, raising it at a rate that, comparably to Sabi's, wasn't as fast. However, it was fast enough to create shock among the technology in the room, and crack the home's windows. "Wanna do it outside? Huh?" She almost jumped up as she spoke, a clear enjoyment of combat being heard in her voice and shown in her disposition.
The pressure that emitted from the two was tremendous as the man would stare into the eyes of the woman, after he fully turned. His large frame would move his arms to his waist as he readied himself. He was no martial artist, this fighter was to brawl as hard and fast as he could. The Saiyan would step making the ground and the mansion begin to crumble as he dashed towards her, sending a fist in her direction. The grand mass of man would attempt to slam the massing amount of fist into her torso, displaying the great mass of power he had stored, and the force he could exude with it, without trying to kill his training partner. Sabi's eyes would give a blankish stare as the dark undertone flashed Golden for a mere second.
█Name:: C-137/CREME █Faction:: The F.F. █Theme Song::Hey Kids!
XXXCreme loosened her body as Sabi's fist crashed into her torso. She allowed her body to be propelled back under the full force of Sabi's attack. As she tumbled through the house and crashed through the thick plaster wall, Creme would begin to transform. Her skin would develop a pinkish hue, and muscles would begin to bulge where there was nothing more but fat and bone. The woman would lay on the floor of the front yard, her body limp for a moment before she got up, as if nothing had happened. She'd gently smack her cheeks, and with a grin, rush back to where Sabi was. If her punches made contact, Creme would perform her favorite skill: The Dynamic Mess Em Up Punch! She would land a few blowns on Sabi's collarbone, torso, chest, and arms. Each punch dealt no damage, and possibly did not feel like anything to Sabi. However, it was the final punch that would deliver the final blow. A punch right in between the man's eyes. Should it land, it will create a large-scale explosion that would destroy about a quarter of the large mansion.
XXXShe was too tempted by the heavy feeling in her pocket, and had pulled out the bottle of ooze. She sat in silence for a while before pulling out a clean syringe. She gathered a rubber band, which she had used to tie around her arm. The FF soldiers would watch as the woman would begin to sanitize the space between her forearm and her upper arm with a wipe, her gaze completely unphased. The soldiers knew exactly what was going to transpire. One of the soldiers was going to speak up, but didn't want to get a syringe to the face. After finding a large enough vein, she would squeeze the ooze into the syringe, and then inject said syringe into her arm. She felt the ooze seep into her bloodstream, squeeze its way through her veins and having it settle right into her chest. She disposed of the needle and untied the band around her arm. Her disposition was calm and collected as she cleaned the puncture wound and covered it with a bandage. Everything appeared relatively normal. In fact, she seemed to be lasting longer than previous test subjects. However,she had grown nervous the minute her temperature began to rise. Soon, she could feel a painful rash begin to creep on the same arm. Within a few seconds, the woman was vomiting blood, bleeding from the nose, and scratching at her arm, or at least attempting to. The body had taken over her body to such staggering levels, she had instantly grown weak...
Seeing her body fly out of the house, the man's body would stand with a curious look. Did he hit her too hard? Was she dead? Did he do something that bad? His mind raced with many different thoughts before she stood from the rubble, unharmed it seemed. His eyes laid upon her as his hands rose up to prepare for a swifter defense, though he would see her body slowly changing. His mouth frown as he felt this transformation would be his undoing if she could increase her power like that other man. Though as this passed his mind, she would get in range and begin a flurry of punches that he began to defend against, though to no avail in power. He was sure that she wasn't able to hurt him until the final hit. The explosion engulfed him and along with a few onlookers as the estate would crumble. Through the smoke his arms would be up in a cross guard before his feet kicked him forward to try and slam the guard into her and ram her through as many houses and trees as possible.
█Name:: C-137/CREME █Faction:: The F.F. █Theme Song::Hey Kids!
XXXCreme quickly covered herself with her arms made in the same 'x' formation. However, her body would push back from the sheer force of Sabi's strike. In fact, she would accomplish just what Sabi had hoped for: she'd burst through a few trees. However, the estate was so vast, Creme would remain within the confines of the mansion. This was shocking to her, and exciting. That meant that Creme could go all out, because she had the space to do so. The woman would quickly ascend to the sky, finding cover in another tree. She knew it was a futile attempt at hiding, Sabi could just sense her. However, Creme wanted to make an aerial battle. She would begin to kick a few trees, sending them right towards Sabi's direction, as if she were provoking him to fly.
XXXSoldiers began to freak out at her violent reaction to the ooze. For a moment, although happy about it, the soldiers believed that they would lose the Fridge Force's brain. They began to talk among themselves on how they should tell Lord Fridge that his leading scientific researcher accidentally killed herself. However, they had all quieted down when said researcher would slowly get up from her feet, weakly wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth, and gingerly reaching over her desk to get a towel to clean the floor with. She simply tossed the rag to the floor, and would walk to her computer to see her reflection. She looked the same, yet, so different. The FF Soldiers recognized this change, since their scouters were beginning to violently beep and crash. Since some of the scouters were still "first generation" models (which had not been updated as of yet), they began to break. Slowly, she would take off her glasses, and remove her lab coat. "Interesting..."
killer-wolf-kun
O.O.C...
Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2019 7:14 pm
S A B I
❝..Is this where I belong?..❞ ┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓
Sabi's attack worked as he stood at the front of the estates gash as he walked forward. His eyes blinking slowly as his hand would form a single ki blast in it. The green could be seen for a few miles as he watched the smile grow on the woman's face, the pink skin and energetic movements taking over. The man's eyes saw the trees barreling at him. His eyes widened as his hand tossed the ki forward causing a chain of explosions through the trees while his body picked up and fly up towards her. The trees smoke dissipating as he approached and his body twisting until he was met with Creme's form, sending a volley of punches her way. His mouth stoically in place.
█Name:: C-137/CREME █Faction:: The F.F. █Theme Song::Hey Kids!
XXXCreme dodged a few of Sabi's punches. However, one punched hooked to her jaw sent her flying to the mansion's second floor bathroom window. The woman would crash into the toilet, which caused the piping to burst and flood the room. Creme flew out, this time, with a toilet seat cover. While airborne, she would twirl a few times before releasing the seat, sending it spinning to Sabi. As the toilet seat flew to Sabi as a minor distraction, Creme would also charge towards him, sending him a volley of kicks.
Sabi would feel the connect after the combination of failures and send her flying into a bathroom. The many servants that the woman had scrambled for their lives as Sabi would float in the air and look at the damage he had done while his eyes blinked slowly. He felt something as his hand reached forward to charge a ki blast. His eyes would shift to the side as she came out of the bathroom. The toilet seat would bring his attention back as his head would turn back from it breaking against his chin and a slightly disgusted look would cascade across his face. That was used! His eyes would catch her feet flying as his cross guard came up as he was pushed back a bit and he'd open his guard to knock her back a bit as his body convulsed. It seemed as though his ki was rising as he grew in a more violent way and shook his head. "That power. . .It's growing. . .That power, THAT ENERGY!" He'd begin as he put a hand to his face. His eyes flash golden for a moment as his mouth would let out a slight pant as his body struggled to keep under control. The gaze would only reflect the familiar energy that had risen. He hadn't felt ki before, but with that, his mouth began to pant heavily before he began to scream. He was growing in anger as he pulsed a bit and pounded his chest once. The impact was a shockwave as his eyes faded to coal and he'd stop. His eyes shifted in the direction of a distant city. He felt the rise and fall of energy and slowly landed while his hand would rest on his chest. ". . . He's coming. . ." He'd mutter while he looked up to Creme. "And I am going to kill him."
█Name:: C-137/CREME █Faction:: The F.F. █Theme Song::Hey Kids!
XXXCreme flipped backwards, still levitating from the ground. Sabi's behavior was very unusual to Creme. For a moment, she had assumed that Sabi was mad about the toilet seat. "H-hey, sorry about the toilet seat, here, you can bath- Oh, the bathroom is wrecked... I'm so screwed." The woman nervously laughed, being no stranger to Fridge's or the Doctor's cruel punishments. However, that wasn't important. Sabi was upset about something else, some guy. "Sabi?" When Sabi spoke up, Creme would listen, her brow furrowed curiously. "Whose he, Sabi?"
